The emerald green spear tip passed in front of him, raising a breeze and blowing the hair around Chang Geng's ears.

Seeing this, Chang Geng didn't panic at all, he raised his sword and blocked it, looking quite calm.

And he was still chanting while hitting him in the mouth.

"Hey, I'm so fierce, the immortal really thinks highly of me."

However, even after saying this, the movements of his hands did not stop for even a moment.

The moonlight was like water, flickering on the man's long sword like a veil, and could not be dispersed.

Whenever Mandrill wanted to pierce the opponent's defense with his spear, even if he hit an open space in the opponent's defense, he would be defended by the moonlight gauze, which made him feel a little troublesome.

Coupled with Chang Geng's endless thoughts, Mandrill felt a rare irritation in his heart. He even waved the spear in his hand a little harder, as if he wanted to kill the buzzing big man in front of him as soon as possible.

mosquito.

But no matter what, this mosquito is a near-god-level mosquito, so how can he get rid of it in just a few clicks?

The long sword and the long spear collided again in mid-air, and a violent storm swept outward from the intersection of the two.

The surrounding collapsed houses were even swept up by the wood in the ruins, causing the sky to be filled with dust.

But amid the flying sand and rocks, the battle between Chang Geng and Mandrill was not affected in any way and continued back and forth.

"Oh, oh, why are you so anxious all of a sudden, the Great Sage of Conquering Demons, this is not your style."

The Hanguang in Chang Geng's hand stirred up a few rays of bright moonlight, and the sword's power increased a bit, and it actually hit back the oncoming spear.

Seeing this, Mandrill frowned slightly.

This guy not only talks nonsense, but he also does some sneaky things.

Although they were both close gods, this man and the old man had completely different fighting styles, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Different from the old man's big opening and closing, Chang Geng's style of play at this time was more inclined to exploit every opportunity. Although it was difficult to achieve any effective results, it did make Mandrill put in more energy.

And this is Chang Geng's purpose.

He knew very well that it was impossible for him alone to defeat the Great Sage of Conquering Demons. The name of a person is like the shadow of a tree.

Liyue has thousands of years of history, and the name of the Great Sage of Conquering Demons is not just blown away.

Especially after entering the near-god realm, he became more aware of the gap between himself and the immortals.

Therefore, in order to increase the winning rate as much as possible, Chang Geng chose a more time-delaying play so that the old man behind him could have time to recover.

And judging from the other party's reaction, it seemed that the effect was pretty good. At least the demon-conquering sage focused all his attention on him and did not take into account the wounded on the side.

"Then...I have to return the favor properly."

The man swung his long sword and swept away the spear in front of him. The elemental power in his body was mixed with the power of the earth's veins and ran on the sword, merging into icy cold power and attracting the moonlight from the sky.

Standing under the night, Chang Geng dressed in white looks like a handsome young man walking out of a novel.

He held a long sword in his hand, poured all his strength into the sword, and pointed a finger from a distance.

Then, a gentle force rippled from the sword, like clear lake water, floating under the moon.

"The lonely moon - all the clouds and wind have dispersed."

The breeze gently blew across Mandrill's cheek, like a mother's hands.

But the next moment, an extremely powerful force hidden in the wind exploded in front of him, without giving him the slightest chance to react.

"boom!"

Under the moonlight, the figure of the young immortal retreated suddenly, even more swiftly than when he faced the old man's sun-like attack.

Mandrill gritted his teeth and held the spear tightly with both hands, but he couldn't stop retreating.

Several steps, ten steps, dozens of steps, dozens of steps, until he reached the door of the house in the distance, Mandrill stopped.

He raised his body and stood outside the court, looking at the man who suddenly broke out and caught him off guard, frowning. If you like Genshin Impact, please keep the spear: (https://www.bajiewx.com) Genshin Impact, the spear is still the same.
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